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the order, and closed the door.
    For long minutes he just stood there, gazing down upon Gabrielle, and then, just as she was going to say something – anything – to break the uncomfortable silence, he moved silently between the stirrups and placed his hands on her knees. ‘You see how obedient my girls are, even when it causes them disappointment?’ he said. ‘That’s because they all long to serve me. Will you long to serve me, dear Gabrielle?’ Distractedly, his thumbs massaged her knees as he spoke, as though he was doing it without thinking. But the simple touch was nice, and Gabrielle could not help but enjoy it.
    â€˜Will you?’ he said, and Gabrielle sensed he was asking himself the question, not her. ‘Will you learn to serve me?’
    For some reason her thoughts flickered back to Tom. What was he doing with all that money? Winning? No, she thought scornfully, losing – definitely.
    â€˜Your life with me will be far more comfortable than it could ever be with that loser of a husband of yours,’ he said scathingly, cutting into her thoughts, and then the cajoling tones in his voice were replaced with something sharper as he said, ‘What do I have to do to make you want to me?’
    So he was asking her, after all. But the good memories of her marriage to Tom were still far too fresh in her mind; too raw. ‘Time,’ she whispered. ‘Just give me time. Who knows what will happen.’
    Verity smiled and his hands moved in unison, powerfully and slowly down her thighs. ‘A good answer, my dear,’ he said, nodding approvingly, ‘but don’t try my patience for too long.’
    His touch was very nice, but it could not distract Gabrielle from wondering why he needed her so badly when he had the pick of so many other girls – all of them utterly beautiful.
    â€˜You have a vibrant innocence about you,’ he said, answering her unspoken question, once again seeming to know what she was thinking, ‘combined with a paradoxical sensuality that intrigues me greatly.’ His fingertips lightly reached the very tops of her inner thighs, resting mere millimeters from her shaven sex lips.
    â€˜I might be young, but I’m a married woman,’ Gabrielle reminded him, ‘and what Tom and I got up to makes me anything but innocent.’
    He chuckled, and she inhaled sharply as his thumbs delicately touched her aroused sex lips. ‘It is those little nuances, the tiny contradictions in you that I find so intriguing,’ he said, observing her delicious and thoroughly natural reaction to his touch. Without any apparent aid his robe fell open at that very timely moment, and his erect cock sprang up from his groin, pulsing gently as it pointed at her spellbound face.
    â€˜I see how you stare at my penis,’ he went on, his voice low and husky.
    Gabrielle felt her cheeks glow with renewed embarrassment, not even aware that she was staring at its powerful beauty – or was she?
    Then his hips moved forward and the veined underside of the turgid column rested against and between her wet sex lips, its shiny purple globe hovering above the hollowed plain of her tummy. He held himself there for a few minutes, breathing calmly, looking down upon the bound beauty and allowing her to fully appreciate what she was about to receive.
    â€˜Tell me what you want,’ he said quietly, almost hypnotically. ‘You want me to fuck you, don’t you?’
    Gabrielle felt as though she was in a dream, that she could not speak.
    Verity eased back, his cock nudged at her succulent entrance, his hands were back on her knees, and with one long slow shunt he filled her completely, her back arching in unison with the penetration despite the bonds that held her so securely.
    â€˜Oh yesss…’ he hissed through gritted teeth as his balls nestled between her thighs and his pubic curls rested against the smoothness of her shaven